I’m always surrounded by Mary Oliver’s books. Constant companions that help me right myself in the midst of all that a day can hold. No matter the collection, I can open up her books and find just the poem I need.
Her words remind me, save me, push me, delight me. And even though my heart is still so sad she’s dead, I’m really glad we get to live in a world where her words remain to shine a light.
Yes. Yes. Yes.
Start here. A collection that has many of the favorites you’ve seen shared over the last few weeks since her death. Maybe make it your homework as we countdown the days until Spring.